Volume 2: Ghost Invitation Chapter 0041: Terror Approaches
In the larger living room, Cui Shuyuan sat in front of the computer desk and quickly typed on the keyboard. There was a small fan on the desk, which was blowing cool air. Feeling the cool air on his cheeks, Cui Shuyuan couldn't help but reveal a comfortable look on his face as he concentrated.
Cui Shuyuan likes writing very much, especially horror and suspense novels, because this type of novel can bring him stimulation and some insights into life during the creation process.
Today, Xiao Mo and others found him and asked him some inexplicable questions, which gave him a lot of creative inspiration. After all, suspense novels are about things that make people confused. Today's questions are on the right track.
Although he was still angry about his phone being taken away, inspiration kept pouring out of his mind, and he couldn't stop writing once he started.
The author attaches great importance to inspiration, because it is something that can only be encountered by chance, so even though he is sweating profusely, he is still unwilling to stop.
But think about it, why is he so hot?
Cui Shuyuan's hand stopped for the first time. He thought of a horrifying idea. Just like he was now, the fan was blowing towards him, but when he looked at the fan, he found that the fan... was actually behind him!
Cui Shuyuan looked towards the table in astonishment, the fan there had disappeared without him noticing!
"Um?"
Cui Shuyuan stood up from his seat in a panic, and then he looked around with a slightly frightened look. There! The fan was behind his seat.
Cui Shuyuan was a little confused. He remembered clearly that he had placed the fan on the corner of the table and never moved it. Thinking about it, this was also an illogical move, because the fan could not reach him at all. For someone who likes to pursue logic, this was definitely a very stupid move.
He squatted down and picked up the fan. At this time, he found that the fan had stopped turning. The power cord was hanging like a rope, swaying slightly in the room without any wind.
"What's going on? Am I too engrossed in writing?"
Cui Shuyuan muttered something in confusion, then he put the fan back to its original position and plugged in the power supply. At this moment, the fan started to hum again.
Perhaps fearing that he had forgotten something, Cui Shuyuan glanced at the fan anxiously. After making sure that it would not move, he turned his attention back to the novel.
But before he could type a few words, the cool feeling that had touched his cheeks disappeared again. Cui Shuyuan seemed to have thought of something and turned his head to the side . The fan... was gone!
"chug……!"
Cui Shuyuan's heart suddenly started beating, he jumped up from his seat in fear, and then looked behind him as if he was used to it. It was still the same position, still the angle facing him, the fan was there!
This situation completely overturned his thinking, and he put the fan back on the table, but why is it back now? Cui Shuyuan's first reaction was that someone was playing a prank on him and wanted to scare him on purpose.
It was not difficult to do this silently, because he was concentrating on writing, so it was normal that no sound could be heard. But think about it from another perspective, who would be so bored? Who could enter his house silently?
It is true that Cui Shuyuan is single, but he still has some relatives and friends here. However, because he likes quietness, not many people come to see him, and there will definitely be no such situation where people pretend to be ghosts and deliberately scare him.
Of course, he couldn't think of any supernatural powers, as he didn't believe in them. Holding the fan, Cui Shuyuan still placed it on the table leg. He wanted to see if the fan would run by itself. But first he had to confirm if there was anyone else in his room.
Cui Shuyuan did not think of calling the police, because the possibility of a thief breaking into the house was very small, after all, a thief would not play such a prank on the owner. Secondly, he was powerless, his cell phone was taken away by Zhang Tianyi, so it would be useless even if he thought of it.
He walked cautiously, looking around the rooms, but everything seemed normal, as if he was being overly suspicious. But just when he was about to go back, a noise suddenly came from one of the rooms. The noise was very slight, but he still heard it despite his tense nerves.
The sound came from his bedroom.
"Who's there?"
Cui Shuyuan called out tentatively, but he was still walking towards the room. He came to the door, first poked his head in, then asked:
"Who's there? Stop scaring me and come out quickly!"
The answer he got was incomparable silence. Cui Shuyuan walked in hesitantly, and then he began to search the entire room. The cabinet, the closet, under the bed...but he found nothing.
"No one's here? But what's that noise?"
Cui Shuyuan's doubts deepened. At this moment, his ears suddenly moved, and a series of hurried footsteps came from the corridor outside the door:
“Tap tap tap…”
Just now, it seemed like someone ran past the door.
Cui Shuyuan was instantly broken out in a cold sweat. He definitely did not see or hear wrongly. A person just ran past .
"Who is it? Is it a thief? What should I do?"
Cui Shuyuan was already scared because he knew there was another person in the house besides him! If it was a thief, could he beat him? Would he kill himself?
Cui Shuyuan fumbled all over his body, looking for his cell phone, but it was not on him at all. Only then did he realize that his cell phone had been taken away by Zhang Tianyi, and he became even more panicked.
"Steal it, just don't hurt me."
He did not want to resist, thinking of hiding in this room and waiting for the thief to leave. But then he thought that if it was a thief, he should have escaped long ago because he had been discovered. According to normal logic, he should have broken into the door and escaped, but he did not hear any sound of the door, which was a bit strange for a thief.
Cui Shuyuan did not move rashly. He hid behind the door and waited for a while. When he heard no movement, he came out nervously.
After coming out, his first reaction was to go out and call the police. Then he ran desperately to the door, but the door could not be opened!
“Damn it!”
Cui Shuyuan was stunned for a moment. How could he not be able to open the door since he didn't lock it? He didn't believe it and tried again with the key, but the result was the same: the door could not be opened!
"How to do how to do……?"
Cui Shuyuan had never encountered such a thing before. He was completely confused and didn't know what to do for a moment.
“Woo woo…”
The fan on the computer desk suddenly started to spin, and the sound of the wind was like a ghost's howl, which made Cui Shuyuan shudder. He looked over there in fear, and then his expression froze completely on his face.
Because...the fan's plug was hanging down on the ground!!!
"There's no electricity... why is it turning..."
Seeing this scene, Cui Shuyuan's mind suddenly flooded with all kinds of horrible thoughts. This was the usual fantasy of writers. But it happened in such an environment, and he was almost scared to collapse.
His eyes widened, his lips trembling with fear, and the whirring fan in his sight suddenly stopped. Its hair also fell on its face as it stopped, and it retracted its mouth that was constantly blowing air, and roared ferociously at Cui Shuyuan who was already frightened not far away:
"I'm here to keep you company!!!"
Xiao Mo didn't even dare to look directly at the blood on the screen. In his eyes, the ghost's actions were like those of a perverted lunatic. It could clearly kill Cui Shuyuan instantly, but it chose to play like a cat and mouse, enjoying the torturous feeling very much.
"These damn things!"
Xiao Mo couldn't help but curse, but his heart was filled with chills. After this man died, it would be his turn!
"Snapped!"
Zhang Tianyi suddenly closed the computer, and then he turned to Xiao Mo and Li Shuai and said:
"You've also seen that these things won't kill you right away. They enjoy the fear that humans create. But that doesn't mean they won't kill you if you're not afraid of them. On the contrary, you'll die faster."
After listening, Xiao Mo nodded, but Li Shuai still looked nonchalant, and it was unclear whether he had listened or not.
At this time, Lao Gao also walked in with a gloomy face. After exchanging a glance with him, Zhang Tianyi continued:
“After that person died, the ghost will come to you anytime and anywhere, so you must be extremely careful. And there is one thing I need to tell you, we will only do our best and will not risk our lives for you.
Also, from now on, the two of you should stay together, so that you can take care of each other. As for whether you survive or not, it depends on God's will."
Zhang Tianyi's words seemed to be drawing a line between himself and Xiao Mo and Li Shuai. There was no emotion in his tone. As for the others, they were mostly in the same mood, without even a hint of pity.
Xiao Mo had guessed this would happen, so he never had any hope for Zhang Tianyi and the others. Although his chances of survival were slim, he still wanted to try. He didn't want to be dismembered like an animal by that damned ghost.
Xiao Mo looked at Li Shuai, who shared the same fate with him. This ruffian-like man was also very calm. He did not cry and beg Zhang Tianyi and others to save him as he had imagined.
"Has he given up hope?"
